"I don't see him."
"He walks very fast."
"Was Mamma so uneasy?"
"Yes.... She was very restless and anxious."
"Have the others gone away as well?"
"Yes, Mamma was tired.... All the same, she relies upon us ... to come back presently for a moment."
"Mamma is becoming a little exacting...."
"She's growing so old.... We may as well give her that pleasure ... of just going."
How much gentler her tone had become!...
Once, ah, once she would have flared out at him violently for less than this little difference!... Now, ah, now, how much gentler everything about her had become!...